The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 949 Knowing that the talks won’t work out, I still have to touch them

  Don't talk about Jiang Fan.

  Even the assistant lady knows that behind several successful ready-made garments in Furongyi Lane, there is the shadow of the husband of the factory director.

  Now this so-called down jacket that looks useless is actually the idea of ​​the factory director's husband.

   Even if you don’t eat dinner, you still have to study!

  So a group of three people joined in immediately, and even Wu Yuan, the person who asked the question, didn't bother to say hello.

   As a result, after researching for a long time, I didn't find any clue.

   Chef Fan’s bucket of dumplings was completely eaten.

   After eating, Jiang Fan even turned around and asked, "Boss, are there any more dumplings? If there are, we can study them for a while."

  Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Stop researching, I have to take your respected factory manager back. During this time..."

  Before finishing speaking, the assistant lady looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Then those Guangdong and Guangzhou clothing owners who are doing business in Nanyang?"

  After hearing this, Yang Luoyan made a rough guess and said, "You two are solely responsible for finding an agent to earn foreign exchange through export. When signing the contract, don't forget to call me."

  Yang Luoyan is completely delegating power, so that he can devote himself wholeheartedly to the research and development of new clothing products.

   And because of this.

  As soon as Wu Yuan said he would take her home, she put down the duck down, goose down and various fabrics without saying a word, tidied up, put on her bag and was about to leave.

   Jiang Fan turned to his assistant, touched his stomach and said, "Is there any food in the cafeteria at this point?"

  The assistant lady also agreed: "It should be, I'm not full."

  While talking, the two waved goodbye to Wu Yuan and his wife, and went straight to the cafeteria.

  Yang Luoyan locked the factory director's office, took her husband's arm, walked in the corridor with her head held high, and went downstairs.

   "Husband, you have been neglected these days."

   "I'm fine, the key is Mom's side..."

   "What's the matter, Mom?"

   "You'll know when you get home."

   As a result, when Yang Luoyan came home, she saw Liu Hui wiping tears in front of the TV.

  A heartbroken picture.

   "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

  Yang Luoyan panicked all of a sudden, and didn't even bother to let go of the Kunbao, so she pulled Liu Hui over to ask for her warmth.

   Wiping tears again, and hugging again.

  But the next moment, Liu Hui pushed her away and said, "Hurry up and eat your meal, don't delay me watching TV."

  Yang Luoyan turned around, only to find her husband Wu Yuan secretly laughing.

  But she still couldn't help but looked at the TV curiously.

  What kind of TV series can make my mother cry so much that she doesn't even care about her daughter.

   As a result, I was fascinated by seeing it.

  I hope that this TV series can trigger a nationwide craze for watching dramas at the moment, and its appeal is not empty.

   So much so that after Wu Yuan heated up the dinner, Yang Luoyan didn't even bother to eat it.

  Holding a bowl of white rice, he started to swallow dryly while watching the TV series.

   Still eating with gusto.

  Wu Yuan had no choice but to put all the food in her bowl so that she could watch while eating without delaying anything.

   That's not counting.

   After the two episodes were over, the two even chatted.

  Yang Luoyan naturally made up for the plot with Liu Hui, and Liu Hui was also willing to share her feelings about watching the drama these days.

   Not to mention the details of the plot, but also to feel more sincerely.

   It wasn't until he was lying on the bed that Wu Yuan mentioned: "Don't you think there is something wrong with Liu Huifang?"

  Yang Luoyan smacked repeatedly: "It's true."

  Ganqing immersed himself for most of the day, and let her husband cure the poison with a single sentence.

  But after detoxification, Yang Luoyan still warned: "You must not tell my mother this."

   Wu Yuan grabbed his wife and said, "Of course I know."

   Winter has just entered today, which is the right time for stickers.

  Just sticking to it, I couldn't help but wipe the gun and let it go off, and I had to spend a lot of effort to put out the fire.

   This extinction is one night.

  After winter, the weather gets cooler day by day.

  After discovering the lightness and warmth retention properties of duck down and goose down, Yang Luoyan became more obsessed and eager to develop down jackets.

  Relying on the relationship of the garment factory, I brought back dozens of fabrics and kept trying to develop them.

   There is a lot of energy in my heart, and I want to make a warm and fashionable down jacket for my man and two children before the first snow falls a year ago.

   In the blink of an eye, it is mid-November, November 16th.

  Beigang is only wearing sweaters and coats, but the capital has begun to uniformly heat.

   Moreover, this is a building where people live together, so there are benefits.

  Wu Yuan received a call from Zhang Baifa's secretary, saying that he was invited to sit down and have a talk, and by the way, meet the person in charge of Beichen, touch and chat.

  Wu Yuan knew that such a meeting and chat would not yield any results.

  But you can't just refuse without showing your face.

  Zhang Baifa still has to give face.

  Besides, when he left the capital, he was the one who agreed with Zhang Baifa to keep in touch and keep in touch.

  The next morning on the 17th, Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao arrived at BJ Station.

  Song Xian came to pick him up in a Mercedes-Benz, and brought breakfast and the information of the owner of Beichen Real Estate who developed the Asian Games Village project.

  Mercedes-Benz turned around and merged into the torrent of BJ morning rush hour.

  Wu Yuan was reading the materials in his hand while eating the steamed stuffed bun.

   He asked Lu Jinan to obtain this information, so there should be no problem with the content.

  But turn it down carefully, and it doesn't have much value.

  This old revolutionary surnamed Gu is already in his seventies, so it looks like he is by name.

  The actual person in charge should be someone else.

   But then again, it doesn't matter who it is.

   After all, it is a state-owned enterprise. It is currently chasing 600 million in debt, and the government is eager to find someone to take it over.

  Besides, with Yan Ruqing in the relationship, Wu Yuan felt that even though he came alone this time, I still had the advantage.

   After breakfast, Wu Yuan closed his eyes and rested for a while.

  Being on the train all night, besides, I was able to sleep, but I didn't sleep well.

   Now stuck in the road, slowly moving towards the Asian Games Village Hotel, just in time to close your eyes, rest your mind, and recover your blood.

   After more than an hour, the Mercedes-Benz finally drove to the gate of the Asian Games Village Hotel.

   Compared with more than a month ago, the Asian Games Village Hotel is much deserted today.

  If it weren't for the sparse tourist flow, I'm afraid it would be even more bleak.

  When Wu Yuan got off the car, he was greeted by Zhang Baifa from the lobby, accompanied by a 35-year-old man with glasses.

   "Boss Wu, I finally look forward to you!"

   "Mayor Zhang, I kept you waiting for a long time."

  Zhang Baifa then pointed to the man with glasses next to him and introduced: "This is Manager Chen Ya of Beichen Real Estate. Manager Chen has been following the Asian Games Village from the start of construction to the completion of the project, so he understands the situation better."

   "Boss Wu, welcome."

   "Management of such a large project as the Asian Games Village is well-organized, Manager Chen is not an ordinary person!"

"I am over-flattered."

  (end of this chapter)